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Apr
18th
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dpaf:

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This is a real thing? Life truly is wonderful.

dpaf:

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This is a real thing? Life truly is wonderful.

(Source: dragonfly22699)

Apr
16th
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There is magic in long-distance friendships. They let you relate to other human beings in a way that goes beyond being physically together and is often more profound.
— Diana Cortes (via sidebraids)

Very true.

(Source: kari-shma, via the--kel--smith)

Apr
15th
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They call me the Baseball Whisperer. (at Miller Park Stadium)

They call me the Baseball Whisperer. (at Miller Park Stadium)

Apr
14th
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And Mother Nature said Ha!! (at Glen Ellyn, Illinois)

And Mother Nature said Ha!! (at Glen Ellyn, Illinois)

Apr
13th
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wineandglitterplease:

Cuteness overload.

Big sucker for little ones and dogs.

(Source: mymodernmet)

Apr
11th
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I think Sharon Jones sings like every cancer survivor would like to sing. #weallneedabighornsection (at The Vic Theatre)

I think Sharon Jones sings like every cancer survivor would like to sing. #weallneedabighornsection (at The Vic Theatre)

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It’s been nice to hear everyone’s kudos this week to David Letterman on the announcement of retirement. I can’t even begin to describe the influence he’s had on my life. Imagine senior in high school me, September, 1980. When I saw Dave’s morning show, I was just stunned. It was the first time I truly felt someone reflected my sense of humor. And then I laughed, and I continue to laugh until this day. A former TV weatherman from Indiana who would pepper his commentary on the weather with phrases like “It’s going to hail the size of canned hams tomorrow.” This was fantastic.

Since this was the days even before video recording, let alone DVRs, I would occasionally have to take “therapy days” from high school to catch his show. I was devastated when it was canceled and thought his (our) brand of humor just could not find an audience. It was one of my first huge disappointments in American culture. What I didn’t know then in my sorrow was that it just needed to move it much later in the day.

My roommates and I in college used to adopt the catchphrases he would propose from time to time. “What do you want—-wicker?” “How do we make our money? Volume, volume, volume.” And our favorite, “I do and I do and I do for you kids, and THIS is the thanks I get.” I realize that these make no sense out of context, and hardly more in context, but the fact that I could pull them out of my head without hesitation more than 30 years later is a pretty strong testament to their impact. I could say any one of those right now to Char, Rick, Andy or Mary, and I am sure they would laugh immediately.

I achieved Letterman nirvana when I was a young lawyer in New York City in 1995 for a conference for insurance. I scheduled an extra day so I could try the stand by line at the Ed Sullivan Theatre. I showed up at about 10 in the morning, waited until I was given a number, then came just before 5 to hope that 17 people would not show up. It was definitely my lucky day, and truly one of the few things in life that are better in real life than your imagination.

The theater was as cold as I had heard about, the warm up guy was funny, the main guest (I don’t remember the other one!) Don Rickles (promoting the first(!) Toy Story movie) and Dave had a great rapport, and I loved hearing the band play songs all the way through, not just in snippets. I bought a coveted tshirt, which I wore until I gave it to Alex sometime in middle or high school. I don’t know where it is today—probably around, though.

There are good things and bad things that happened along the way, but probably my favorite story about Dave is that he established a full scholarship at his alma mater, Ball State in Muncie, IN for a communications major. The major requirement was that it be for a C student, like him.

So take a look at the video and you’ll see that while he may be a bit more cranky now, he is just as funny today as he was at 10 in the morning in 1980. Thanks, Dave.

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Deep Thought

I have decided that much like the phrase “In all due respect” really means “with no respect at all you fucking idiot,” the phrase “OK, I’ll let you go now” on the phone really means, “Please for the love of God let me off this call now or I will scratch my fucking eyes out.”

Apr
8th
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For Ellie, always.

For Ellie, always.

(Source: robdelaney)

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Spotifying my Heart

I listen to Spotify quite frequently—at work, at home, commuting, and exercising (less of the latter lately, but that’s another story). When I start my computer in the morning, it just jumps up on my screen, often with a “Who to Follow” insert above the “recently played” lists of people I already follow.

Twice in the past week, the “who to follow” blip has suggested I follow friends who have died in the past two years. While this makes me feel sad and a bit wistful for a second, I perk up right up after that. It reminds me of my friends’ spirits and how much music meant to them and reflected their personalities. One full of Beatles songs, reflecting her Liverpool origins and true philosophy (even the tag line on her emails) that we “get by with a little help from our friends. The other, indie rock, demonstrating her love of words and expressions of emotion to those she loved. One of her happiest times in the year before she died was taking her family on a tricked out RV road trip to Bonnaroo. I can still see the huge smile on her dusty face in the pictures from the trip.

I am sad they are gone as a daily presence in our lives, but I am happy this little computer algorithm brings those memories back to me from time to time at random moments.